I heard you asked me to take a bath

Bai Yan, who was immersed in the comics, suddenly heard his name, was startled, and quickly trotted out with the comic book in his arms: "Brother Luo, what's wrong?"

"..."

That's right, I called someone over, what are you doing?

You can't really push people on the sofa and fuck them, right?

After a long time, Luo He coughed depressedly, "Why don't you blow your hair?"

"Ah?" Bai Yan touched his wet hair, "My dad said that natural drying is better for hair quality."

"Still doing it naturally, waiting to catch a cold?" Luo He patted the cushion beside him, "Come here, sit down."

Bai Yan had no choice but to sit over, and Luo He took the hair dryer from the cabinet next to it: "It's fine in summer, and you can blow dry me honestly in autumn and winter."

Bai Yan nodded, "Got it."

He reached out to take the hair dryer, but Luo He didn't give him any plans. Instead, he clasped his sides with both hands, lifted and let go, and put him on his lap Bai Yan:? ? ? ?

what's going on?

He stiffened his body and lowered his head to make sure - he was indeed sitting on Luo He's lap.

Luo He turned on the hair dryer and gently dried his hair.

Fingers ran gently through his black hair, like some kind of comfort, Bai Yan gradually felt very comfortable, thinking: Brother Luo probably takes care of me like a younger brother, right?

It must be so.

So he stopped thinking about random things, and started to concentrate on reading manga.

Luo He looked at his fair neck from behind and swallowed unconsciously.

Hmm... the skin is so thin, if you gnaw it down with a little force, red marks will bloom.

After a while, Teacher Luo said - I will bear it.

It's not yet time, after all, doing this kind of thing at this time will definitely scare Xiaobai away.

The black hair was twirling at the fingertips, and the cool touch kept torturing his nerves, making it difficult to even distract himself.

He lowered his head and sniffed, the faint fruity scent... Xiao Bai's body was stained with the smell of his shampoo, and this feeling made him a little happy.

"What are you looking at?"

"Oh, this is my idol's comic book, a new booklet." Bai Yan raised the comic book in his hand like a treasure.

Luo He saw four large characters flashing in front of his eyes - "One Leaf Boat".

Oh.

"One Leaf Boat"...

Almost forgot that he was his fanboy.

"Don't look." Luo He turned off the hair dryer, "Chat with me."

"Hmm... wait for a while..." Seeing that he had finished blowing, Bai Yan wanted to get up and go back to the guest room.

"What kind of broken comics are so good-looking?" Luo He held Bai Yan down, and said critically.

Even if he painted it himself, it still doesn't look pleasing to the eye.

"Broken, broken manga? Teacher's manga has sold the most for six consecutive months. How could it be broken manga?" Bai Yan's heart was ignited by a small fan.

Based on the principle that you can say me, but not my idol, he became more determined to go back to the room.

"...All right, all right." Luo He tightened his hands around his waist, "It's not a comic book, look, I'll read it with you."

Bai Yan glanced back at him, as if thinking about whether to forgive him for being unreasonable to his idol. After a while, he said, "But you haven't seen the previous plot, so you won't understand."

"It's okay, you can tell me the general story."

"……All right."

Bai Yan cleared her throat, and was about to start a long journey of explanation, but felt that Luo He's entire chest was pressed against him behind him.

Bai Yan: "..."

Wait a moment……

Such a posture...it's too close! !

He twisted his body unnaturally: "Brother Luo, I'd better come down."

"Don't move." Luo He pressed his waist with his big hand, "I can't read the manga anymore."

A warm breath puffed behind his ear.

Bai Yan's ears are a little hot——Calm down, Xiaobai, Brother Luo only got close to him so that he could read the manga clearly, so don't think too much about it!

"Who is this person?" Luo He asked, pointing to the characters in the book.

"Ah, this man in brown clothes is called Ye Li." Bai Yan said, "He is a super powerful swordsman, but his real identity is a prince living among the people."

"Oh." Luo He casually said something perfunctory, paused, and pointed at another person, "What about this one?"

"The one in the water blue dress is called An Zhou. He is the emperor's royal luthier. His real identity is a spy sent by the enemy country. But during the time we got along with Ye Li, an indestructible friendship gradually formed. While stealing information, he endured it several times. I couldn't help but secretly saved Ye Li, and now many fans describe them as falling in love and wanting to kill."

So for the next half an hour, Bai Yan dutifully told the ins and outs of the whole story, while Luo He nodded frequently, pretending to be amazed by the various ups and downs in it, while looking at Bai Yan's lips one by one, dreaming ...

Is this guy's lip color naturally so good-looking?It seems to be a little more pink and tender than ordinary people... a bit like the color of cherries, I don't know if the taste will be as sweet as cherries...

Halfway through the talk, Bai Yan, whose lips were a little dry, stuck out his tongue and licked his upper lip.

Luo He's chest rose and fell: ...for this kind of thing, let me do it!

"Brother Luo? Are you listening?"

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Bai Yan couldn't help asking.

"Have."

"How about it, isn't the story written by my idol particularly good?"

"...It's great." Luo He complimented lightly, thinking that the story I spent so much effort on drawing is of course great.

Bai Yan thought that he had successfully amwayed the teacher's work, so he was quite complacent.

Luo He circled Bai Yan even tighter, and stroked his hair like a puppy: "Have you ever thought about what kind of person your idol is?"

"Yes." Bai Yan said seriously, "He is a rigorous man with a serious personality, serious in his work, meticulous and handsome."

Luo He took a seat carefully and found that, apart from his handsome appearance, he did not match Bai Yan's imagination at all.

No, it should be said that there is also the attribute of "handsome", which shows that Xiaobai's perception of him has not deviated too much, at least he did not say "middle-aged uncle with beard" or "sloppy dead house". As an adjective, it is still gratifying.

"Why do you think he is such a person?"

"Because the teacher's cartoons are so good, he must be a very perfect person."

"No one in the world is so perfect."

"No, the teacher is such a perfect person." After Bai Yan finished speaking, she nodded vigorously, affirming her thoughts.

"..." Luo He felt that although he was indeed perfect, the point of perfection seemed to be different from what Bai Yan thought in his heart. "Hey, have you ever thought that your idol is actually a guy who is not serious at all, is too lazy to die, likes to procrastinate, and is not serious and responsible for life at all?"

Luo He was never worried that Bai Yan would find out his true identity.

From the first day we met, he held the game mentality of seeing when you find out.

Because at that time he didn't care what Bai Yan thought of him at all, but now it's different.

As a cartoonist, Luo He is a noble existence in Bai Yan's heart, and he is not sure whether Bai Yan can accept the teacher Luo He in his mind, which is himself.

At this time, Bai Yan thought for a long time, and replied firmly: "Teacher is not such a person."

"So sure? What if he is not what you imagined?"

"Ah?... To be honest, I really never thought that the teacher is not like that in my heart." Bai Yan touched the cover of the manga with his fingers, and said.

Luo He pinched his face: "Idiot."

"??"

"Is that why you like your idol so much?"

"of course."

"How much do you like it?"

"..." This question stopped Bai Yan from asking, it seemed that he had never thought about how much he liked the teacher.

Because since learning to draw, he has been moving in the direction of the teacher. To him, the teacher is an idol, a goal, and a lighthouse, but how much does he like it...

Bai Yan quickly searched in his mind, but couldn't find a sentence that could show his highest degree of liking... At this time, he suddenly remembered the sentence that the fans on the teacher's Weibo often said-"Dear, I want Give you a monkey!"

Ah, this level should be enough.

So Bai Yan replied loudly: "To the extent that I want to give him a monkey."

Luo He: "...Clam?"

Bai Yan: "...Huh? Did I say something wrong?"

"No." It took a while for Luo He to recover from the shock. He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled meaningfully, "You're right."